JUDE POKORNY REPRODUCTIONS
"PLUM ISLAND"
"Stayed here all summer,"
He said.
Passed the Pink House
Each day.
Question on his mind,
Never asked.
Such an unusual spot for
This beauty.
A most unusual story,
Worth discovering.
Just not my tale
To tell.
JP
"TIDAL COVE"
Low tide
Favorite time of night.
Colors of mud and sand,
Sky and water.
All liquid in moonlight.
Snails digging in,
Starfish clinging.
Mollusks there also,
If you know where to look
In silver light,
The night is
Alive!
JP
"SHIMMERING"
Windless night,
Water, still as the
Earth.
The light, dancing on
Glass.
Silence, not
Golden,
Water, bright as
Daylight,
And white.
JP
"LAST OUTPOST"
Nothing beyond,
That he can see.
Miles of flat
Land.
Empty fields
He tells me.
Walking out, I see
Wildflowers,
Butterflies and
Bees.
Sparrows taking a
Dust bath.
All in how you
Look at it.
JP
"MORE THAN ENOUGH"
"Never catch a break",
Said Harold.
"Not from these storms".
More rain than
He needs.
More wind than his crops
Can handle.
Livestock jumpy in their
Pens.
Soaked rows of freshly turned
Hay.
Never ending battle
In the middle of
This land.
JP